Our friend Todd was celebrating his 40th birthday with "40 hours in the desert" where approximately 40 people traveled a few hours south to go camping for the weekend in the San Rafael Swell. There were kids and dogs and lots of ribs to eat. It should have been a lot of fun (and it was to some extent), but it turned out to be a less than ideal weekend for this household.
A couple of the guys (including Steve) drove down late Thursday night, so they could go canyoneering with Joshua on Friday morning before the rest of us arrived. Steve has never been and was very excited, but during the 3-hour drive to the campsite, he started feeling lousy. He had come down with some sort of stomach flu or food poisoning, so spent the night shivering in his tent and having to make frequent bathroom trips (which remember, there are NO bathrooms in the dessert). He was so weak and queezy in the morning that he could not go canyoneering with the guys, but I will post some pictures from those who did go. Pretty cool, huh?
I arrived Friday evening, only to find Steve looking haggard and sallow. He was not feeling well at all. On top of that, Carolyn was crabby and generally pitiful. I initially blamed it on the teeth that are wreaking havoc on her little gums, but now I think she and Steve may have the same type of stomach bug. They both rallied for short bursts of activity on Saturday, but also spent some time napping together during the day. Neither of them ate much of anything the whole weekend. As soon as we woke up on Sunday, we packed our cars and hit the road. They both slept the entire ride home and then took even longer naps when we got home. I hope they have seen the worst of this illness, but more importantly, I hope that I do not get what they have.
I arrived Friday evening, only to find Steve looking haggard and sallow. He was not feeling well at all. On top of that, Carolyn was crabby and generally pitiful. I initially blamed it on the teeth that are wreaking havoc on her little gums, but now I think she and Steve may have the same type of stomach bug. They both rallied for short bursts of activity on Saturday, but also spent some time napping together during the day. Neither of them ate much of anything the whole weekend. As soon as we woke up on Sunday, we packed our cars and hit the road. They both slept the entire ride home and then took even longer naps when we got home. I hope they have seen the worst of this illness, but more importantly, I hope that I do not get what they have.
Despite their lack of energy, we were able to take a hike through the wash by our campsite. Below are pictures of the 'family' hikers.
Carolyn also played with her buddy, Oliver. We had a blanket set up with some toys, but they both preferred to crawl to the side and play in the sand.
2 comments:
Cute little campers!
The first picture is a great family shot. Based on all the smiling faces, your difficulties were well managed.
Of course Carolyn and Oliver found the sand more facinating. At that age you're suppose to. Those get-aways really look like a lot of fun. I wish I could still handle them.
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